Monday, December 13, 2010
Loving you is easy - Marié Digby
Love this song when i first stumble upon it. It makes me hunger for someone to hold me... definately want this song to be my first dance during my wedding. If i ever get married...
Sunday, December 12, 2010
The Relatives
I was invited for a brunch to celebrate my aunt's baby shower - without the baby. Yea, I know...what's the point of having a baby shower without the baby there! Anyway...
I didn't know that she's pregnant. That's how long I never hear from my relatives. I went to the restaurant dressed up nicely. All my other relatives were there; three full tables of them. One of my uncle commented that I look older... I was like Duh! I'm not that teenage girl anymore. I grow up and I evolved to become a woman! I'm turning 30 next year. Although many told me that I look way younger than my age. I take it as a compliment.
It was awkward but kind of expected that they are asking a lot of question that sometime they have already know the answer. Have you been travelling lately? To where? Travel for holiday or for work? I was like, HELLLOO~ you obviously knew I travelled to Melbourne coz your sister called me when I was there and I told her about my trip! And you all being savvy at "communicating"all these information I doubt that you will miss this piece. why can't you just said, I heard that you travel to Melbourne for a holiday lately, how's your trip? -_-!
Then one by one started to ask whether I have a boyfriend now and ask me to bring him along to meet my relatives. When I said no, they will throw in the standard line.. You are so pretty, how come still single? Sure there's a lot of rich guys would want to be with you. Then I went, It's not that easy to get nice guy nowadays and I'm not in a hurry. Then they went, You are picky is it? Hmm, it's only natural coz girls nowadays must find someone that can take care of them and financially can afford to give you a better living. Then you don't have to work. Then I counter, Haha.. I want to work and have financial freedom so that I can take care of myself. I don't have to count on my husband 100%. If something happen, at least I can take care of myself. They totally shut-up and I make an excuse to fled the scene.
Some of them were pointing out that I did not call them when I arrived. OMFG! There are 3 tables full of you people. I will do that when I see you face to face but not going to table by table to acknowledge your present and call your name as form of respect. There are a few people that I can't remember their name, I need time to recall! Why won't any of your children who are in lower hierarchy than me in the family come to me to acknowledge my present as a form of respect?? All they do is running around from table to table, yelling at the top of their lung, distracting the waiters, playing around, lift up their shirt to show nipples to everyone in the restaurant... Did the parents doing anything to safe their beloved children and themselves from public embarrassment? They did nothing!! Ohh wait a minute... my aunt actually shouted to her child "Put your shirt down now!" so loud that the a few tables near us stop eating and turn their head to her and then the child. She should have walk over to her son and pull him aside instead of shouting across to get the massage sent. I don't blame the child for such behaviour coz they probably do not know what's the meaning of embarrassment. I blame the parents!
Another aunt came to my table to invite me to her house Christmas Eve dinner. She talked so loud that my eardrums almost get destroyed. I hated her. And, I still hate her... whenever I see her it reminds me of how she treated me when I stayed at her place when I was studying here. It's a yearly thing that all my relatives will gather at her house to have Christmas dinner. I don't feel like going to her Christmas Eve dinner this year. I quickly make an excuse not to confirm my attendance.
All these is going to repeat again during Chinese New Year. Damn irritating and boring. Yawn. -_-
I didn't know that she's pregnant. That's how long I never hear from my relatives. I went to the restaurant dressed up nicely. All my other relatives were there; three full tables of them. One of my uncle commented that I look older... I was like Duh! I'm not that teenage girl anymore. I grow up and I evolved to become a woman! I'm turning 30 next year. Although many told me that I look way younger than my age. I take it as a compliment.
It was awkward but kind of expected that they are asking a lot of question that sometime they have already know the answer. Have you been travelling lately? To where? Travel for holiday or for work? I was like, HELLLOO~ you obviously knew I travelled to Melbourne coz your sister called me when I was there and I told her about my trip! And you all being savvy at "communicating"all these information I doubt that you will miss this piece. why can't you just said, I heard that you travel to Melbourne for a holiday lately, how's your trip? -_-!
Then one by one started to ask whether I have a boyfriend now and ask me to bring him along to meet my relatives. When I said no, they will throw in the standard line.. You are so pretty, how come still single? Sure there's a lot of rich guys would want to be with you. Then I went, It's not that easy to get nice guy nowadays and I'm not in a hurry. Then they went, You are picky is it? Hmm, it's only natural coz girls nowadays must find someone that can take care of them and financially can afford to give you a better living. Then you don't have to work. Then I counter, Haha.. I want to work and have financial freedom so that I can take care of myself. I don't have to count on my husband 100%. If something happen, at least I can take care of myself. They totally shut-up and I make an excuse to fled the scene.
Some of them were pointing out that I did not call them when I arrived. OMFG! There are 3 tables full of you people. I will do that when I see you face to face but not going to table by table to acknowledge your present and call your name as form of respect. There are a few people that I can't remember their name, I need time to recall! Why won't any of your children who are in lower hierarchy than me in the family come to me to acknowledge my present as a form of respect?? All they do is running around from table to table, yelling at the top of their lung, distracting the waiters, playing around, lift up their shirt to show nipples to everyone in the restaurant... Did the parents doing anything to safe their beloved children and themselves from public embarrassment? They did nothing!! Ohh wait a minute... my aunt actually shouted to her child "Put your shirt down now!" so loud that the a few tables near us stop eating and turn their head to her and then the child. She should have walk over to her son and pull him aside instead of shouting across to get the massage sent. I don't blame the child for such behaviour coz they probably do not know what's the meaning of embarrassment. I blame the parents!
Another aunt came to my table to invite me to her house Christmas Eve dinner. She talked so loud that my eardrums almost get destroyed. I hated her. And, I still hate her... whenever I see her it reminds me of how she treated me when I stayed at her place when I was studying here. It's a yearly thing that all my relatives will gather at her house to have Christmas dinner. I don't feel like going to her Christmas Eve dinner this year. I quickly make an excuse not to confirm my attendance.
All these is going to repeat again during Chinese New Year. Damn irritating and boring. Yawn. -_-
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Shit Happens, So What??
Shit happens. I found out something that I knew all along but always, ALWAYS manage to harvest so much excuses for not accepting it.
Yes, I'm in that delusional state for a very long time. Until last night, when my curiosity gets the better of me.... I literally walk to the well, bend over and jump right into it. It was a dark and long ride down there. A lot of things when through my mind on the journey to the pit. My heart literally stop when I hit the bottom.
It was one hell of a fall. I was bruised and it hurts badly. My head was spinning...round and round it went. Restless. However, there was not even a single drop of tears found streaming from my eyes. That BIG slap on my face. All of a sudden I don't know how I suppose to feel anymore. It suddenly become clear...
It was a tough night for me. I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I tried very hard to get all my emotion and my imagination box up, and throw it to a far away land... I even resort to sheep counting. After a couple of hours, my body gets tired and give in finally.
The next morning, I woke-up early. Told myself to leave the box to where I left it, walk away and never look back. I prepared myself to work and put on a great attitude. I have to fake it even though I don't feel like it. Everytime my legs get wobbly, I told myself to stand straight and walk ahead with head held up. Never fall back. Move forward. I stayed focus on my work. Speak as loud as I can....no, it's not for the audience. It's for me. I need to listen to my voice. I need to be sure of myself. I need to listen to that voice that reminds me not to fall back. That's the voice of my sanity... I need it badly.
The day cames to the end. I'm finally inmune to what-ever-the-shit.
It's fucking over.
I'm happy that I've made it.
Yes, I'm in that delusional state for a very long time. Until last night, when my curiosity gets the better of me.... I literally walk to the well, bend over and jump right into it. It was a dark and long ride down there. A lot of things when through my mind on the journey to the pit. My heart literally stop when I hit the bottom.
It was one hell of a fall. I was bruised and it hurts badly. My head was spinning...round and round it went. Restless. However, there was not even a single drop of tears found streaming from my eyes. That BIG slap on my face. All of a sudden I don't know how I suppose to feel anymore. It suddenly become clear...
It was a tough night for me. I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I tried very hard to get all my emotion and my imagination box up, and throw it to a far away land... I even resort to sheep counting. After a couple of hours, my body gets tired and give in finally.
The next morning, I woke-up early. Told myself to leave the box to where I left it, walk away and never look back. I prepared myself to work and put on a great attitude. I have to fake it even though I don't feel like it. Everytime my legs get wobbly, I told myself to stand straight and walk ahead with head held up. Never fall back. Move forward. I stayed focus on my work. Speak as loud as I can....no, it's not for the audience. It's for me. I need to listen to my voice. I need to be sure of myself. I need to listen to that voice that reminds me not to fall back. That's the voice of my sanity... I need it badly.
The day cames to the end. I'm finally inmune to what-ever-the-shit.
It's fucking over.
I'm happy that I've made it.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Blue Under
Finally! I've gather my courage and enrolled myself in a open water diving course. I've been wanting to do this some time ago. I thought, what the heck. We live only once and so far I haven't really achieve a lot in my life. I need to get out of my mundane life. I need a break from work shit. I need a break from relathionship shit. I need a break from my daily schedule. I need the hidden part of me to be waken. I need to do someting random. I need to experience a different world. I need another reason to live.
With the help of some new found friends who happen to dive and play poker - yea, they taught me the art of playing poker - i got myself a divemaster, a few lesson and a diving holiday at Pulau Tioman (the open water dive certification by PADI)
For a start, I don't really know how to swim ... not if you call sucking in breath and fantically moving my limbs at different direction to stay afloat and work my way inch by inch to the other side of the pool, swimming. My first lesson was a confined water dive in a pool. It's a one to one session with Richard, the divemaster. There were so much equipment required for diving. Understanding and fixing up all the equipment is pretty easy for me. The air cylinder is freaking heavy (weighing more than me) and Richard make me carry it and walk around (!!) to familiarise with the weight.
After the hand signal lesson, we got ourselves into the pool. With the regulator, I went down to the blue... the first time I breathe under water without choking myself. I kept reminding myself to breathe thru my mouth.. in, out, in, out.. Soon after, I begin to get the hang of it.
The feeling is weird and peculiar. Everything I see is so clear, so blue...and there's some micro organism floating around. I hear nothing except for the sound of air suction and my bubble blooping released itself from the regulator....almost silent. I move in slow motion. I found peace.
I began to learn some basic skill such as clearing the mask, stay under water without my regulator and mask, retrieving my regulator, buoyancy control using my breath and equicpment, swimming underwater... flipping the fin. Richard told me that one shouldn't always go up to the surface to solve the problem when encounter difficulty underwater. We have to solve it underwater.
I experienced a little difficulty when I do full mask clearing after staying a while without it together with the regulator. I was overwhelmed as it was my first time without mask and regulator. I tried clearing the mask but fail as water gets into my nose. I hate it so much when it happened. My breathing rhythem is inconsistent. Richard saw me struggling and signal me to surface. I refuse to go up. I told myself to be brave and solve it underwater. I signal him to stay. I have to learn to solve it underwater. I clear my mind and calm myself. I took out my regulator and mask. I repeat the whole set step by step. Succeed!
Richard is very proud of me. I'm his excellent student. He told me girls usually take longer time to master all the skill, easily give up and most of the time resolve in surfacing whenever they encounter difficulty underwater. Ahhh! I feel so happy! Not only that I manage to master those skills, I also manage to solve problem underwater - without knowing how to swim! Next I have to study the diving manual - 5 chapters - a lecture session and sit for a paper test. Doink~ And one more confined underwater dive.
I'm so excited about my first dive in Pulau Tioman. Three more weeks to go! ^^
With the help of some new found friends who happen to dive and play poker - yea, they taught me the art of playing poker - i got myself a divemaster, a few lesson and a diving holiday at Pulau Tioman (the open water dive certification by PADI)
For a start, I don't really know how to swim ... not if you call sucking in breath and fantically moving my limbs at different direction to stay afloat and work my way inch by inch to the other side of the pool, swimming. My first lesson was a confined water dive in a pool. It's a one to one session with Richard, the divemaster. There were so much equipment required for diving. Understanding and fixing up all the equipment is pretty easy for me. The air cylinder is freaking heavy (weighing more than me) and Richard make me carry it and walk around (!!) to familiarise with the weight.
After the hand signal lesson, we got ourselves into the pool. With the regulator, I went down to the blue... the first time I breathe under water without choking myself. I kept reminding myself to breathe thru my mouth.. in, out, in, out.. Soon after, I begin to get the hang of it.
The feeling is weird and peculiar. Everything I see is so clear, so blue...and there's some micro organism floating around. I hear nothing except for the sound of air suction and my bubble blooping released itself from the regulator....almost silent. I move in slow motion. I found peace.
I began to learn some basic skill such as clearing the mask, stay under water without my regulator and mask, retrieving my regulator, buoyancy control using my breath and equicpment, swimming underwater... flipping the fin. Richard told me that one shouldn't always go up to the surface to solve the problem when encounter difficulty underwater. We have to solve it underwater.
I experienced a little difficulty when I do full mask clearing after staying a while without it together with the regulator. I was overwhelmed as it was my first time without mask and regulator. I tried clearing the mask but fail as water gets into my nose. I hate it so much when it happened. My breathing rhythem is inconsistent. Richard saw me struggling and signal me to surface. I refuse to go up. I told myself to be brave and solve it underwater. I signal him to stay. I have to learn to solve it underwater. I clear my mind and calm myself. I took out my regulator and mask. I repeat the whole set step by step. Succeed!
Richard is very proud of me. I'm his excellent student. He told me girls usually take longer time to master all the skill, easily give up and most of the time resolve in surfacing whenever they encounter difficulty underwater. Ahhh! I feel so happy! Not only that I manage to master those skills, I also manage to solve problem underwater - without knowing how to swim! Next I have to study the diving manual - 5 chapters - a lecture session and sit for a paper test. Doink~ And one more confined underwater dive.
I'm so excited about my first dive in Pulau Tioman. Three more weeks to go! ^^
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Weepy Weddy
I watched a video of two lovers kissing after the girl agreed to accept a wedding proposal under the sea. YES, you read it right.. the guy propose under the sea. It was very touching. I know about this before I watch the video and I thought the guy propose in a special-creative-romantic way. But when I watch the video, I felt touched... not because the proposal was done under the sea but rather the moment - the love, joy and gladness - that they had. It was very simple but yet very touching. Without realising, my eyes become moist.
A lot of vivid snapshot flashes in my mind. A trail of thoughts running through my mind. Thought starts with What If.... from What If to millions of possibility desired by my heart. Noises around me slowly drowning and I'm ignorant to my surrounding. I'm in my own world again. The world that brings momentary happiness and sometime carve a smile on my face... until I snap out of it. Back to reality. The dissapointment sip in my heart. I hate myself for unable to grasp those nice moment out from that world of mine. That's when my heart start to ache...
A lot of vivid snapshot flashes in my mind. A trail of thoughts running through my mind. Thought starts with What If.... from What If to millions of possibility desired by my heart. Noises around me slowly drowning and I'm ignorant to my surrounding. I'm in my own world again. The world that brings momentary happiness and sometime carve a smile on my face... until I snap out of it. Back to reality. The dissapointment sip in my heart. I hate myself for unable to grasp those nice moment out from that world of mine. That's when my heart start to ache...
Friday, March 26, 2010
Only Heaven Knows...
Is it true that a beautiful bride is always in the arms of a regular Joe? And the charming guy is with a oh-so-plain Jane? Well, personally this is what I observed over the years. At weddings, streets, clubs, malls, restaurant, the couple in the next car at the traffic....
Honestly, I've always been attracted to charming and good looking guys. But I prefer charming guys; not so good looking but charming with good personality type. Call me judgemental, but I seriously think guys who are good looking is either lame, dumb or a jerk. They are just arm candies. And can be pretty ugly at the same time if you get what I mean...
I always wonder will I ended up with a regular Joe. I'm not ugly, but yet not so beautiful too. Just aan average pretty girl next door. Don't get me wrong. I would be a real hypocrite if I said I'm ugly or not pretty at all (Jane and Lyn who's reading, don't try my eye-rolling stun here). At times, I do look like shit too. Hahaha! It's true. But I'm thankful that I'm blessed with good skin.
I have not met my Mr Right. I've only met two that I thought they are my Mr Right. After observing much, I begin to have fear/cold feet about how my Mr Right will look like. Sometime I wish I can have a peep of my future Mr Right. Yes, I'm this inpatient.
Goshh! I know I shouldn't think this way and I shouldn't be bother because... Oh well, love is blind and it's a matter of the heart!
Just another random thought of mine...
Honestly, I've always been attracted to charming and good looking guys. But I prefer charming guys; not so good looking but charming with good personality type. Call me judgemental, but I seriously think guys who are good looking is either lame, dumb or a jerk. They are just arm candies. And can be pretty ugly at the same time if you get what I mean...
I always wonder will I ended up with a regular Joe. I'm not ugly, but yet not so beautiful too. Just a
I have not met my Mr Right. I've only met two that I thought they are my Mr Right. After observing much, I begin to have fear/cold feet about how my Mr Right will look like. Sometime I wish I can have a peep of my future Mr Right. Yes, I'm this inpatient.
Goshh! I know I shouldn't think this way and I shouldn't be bother because... Oh well, love is blind and it's a matter of the heart!
Just another random thought of mine...
Monday, February 1, 2010
Weekie weekie~
Weekend is something we all look forward eagerly on every Monday, as though as all our hope for life begins on weekend. Last weekend was nothing less for me. In fact that's the weekie that i've been anticipated. Sleep all I want, shopping with the girls at Chic Pop (salary was just bank-in, hehe) and Tanny, one of my childhood bestie was back from Melbourne!
This time, Chic Pop was held at TTDI Plaza. The sun were blazing mercilessly and we were drained with sweat!!
Bought this cute angel wings ring from one of the stall, Quirky Brown Cow. Well, for the obvious reason. Duh!
Handmade Crysantimum hair pin
Charm bracelet that I hand-picked the items to be put together. The toggle is unique.
Love the charm. Not that I'm a big fan of heart shape, but I like how the little dragonflies made up the charm.
I bought a Starbust jelly lense from Jane. Trying out the jelly lense.
This is Jane.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Spring Cleaning
Finally I can't stand the sight of dust and messy stuff stacked at the corner of my room. I began my spring cleaning, to welcome spring in slightly more than 2 weeks time. A valid reason for me to finally move my muscle. When I was going through a stack of mails, I was surprised at the date of the mails - mostly bills and salary slip. It was dated as far as 2007. Heck! Why am i still keeping it? Some are unopen. There were wedding invites. One of those belong to my bestie, Jun. Reluctant to throw it as it has sentiment value to me, I chuck it aside.
As I went through all the mail, those dates stamped on the letter brought me back to memory lane. I have gone through some rough time as well as nice time. I was just wondering could I close my eyes and chant some magic words... whampp, i'm there again. Well, only those good time. Haaha.
I felt emptiness in my soul. Maybe because James Morrison's is on my WMP. His voice never fail to move my heart a little as it treble. The longer I listen to him, the more i feel the emptiness wrapping my heart in a slow motion as if it might break with just a note higher.
A spring cleaning... perhaps my heart and soul need more spring cleaning than my room.
As I went through all the mail, those dates stamped on the letter brought me back to memory lane. I have gone through some rough time as well as nice time. I was just wondering could I close my eyes and chant some magic words... whampp, i'm there again. Well, only those good time. Haaha.
I felt emptiness in my soul. Maybe because James Morrison's is on my WMP. His voice never fail to move my heart a little as it treble. The longer I listen to him, the more i feel the emptiness wrapping my heart in a slow motion as if it might break with just a note higher.
A spring cleaning... perhaps my heart and soul need more spring cleaning than my room.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Ohh Ahh~
According to the chinese astrology and feng sui, i was born in the summer. Something new that i discovered today. People who born in the summer (according to the chinese calendar) has the following characteristic:-
1) Full of emotion and easily provoked, bad temper
2) Active during night time
3) Reluctant to wake up in the morning and usually blur until noon
4) Love spicy food
I find it surprisingly true. To balance out, the master recommended the below:-
1) Smile more
2) Avoid wearing bright red attire, wear something blueish
3) Swim
4) Drink more water
Wahahahaha! I should remember all these. By the way, today i just bought a set of turquois retro bedsheet for the new year. Yey, i made the right choice of colour. LOL! I'm not sure how well it make my life, but i think it makes no harm. ^^
1) Full of emotion and easily provoked, bad temper
2) Active during night time
3) Reluctant to wake up in the morning and usually blur until noon
4) Love spicy food
I find it surprisingly true. To balance out, the master recommended the below:-
1) Smile more
2) Avoid wearing bright red attire, wear something blueish
3) Swim
4) Drink more water
Wahahahaha! I should remember all these. By the way, today i just bought a set of turquois retro bedsheet for the new year. Yey, i made the right choice of colour. LOL! I'm not sure how well it make my life, but i think it makes no harm. ^^
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Vanity Affair
How To Be Adored - A Girl's Guide To Hollywood Glamour
As any other morning before I step out of my wooden front door, I need to decide which pair of heels I'm wearing to work. Today I decided to wear something different. I'm bored of wearing those usual few pairs of not-so-new-anymore heels that I have been wearing for the past couple of months. My mind was browsing thru my memory of shoes collection (currently about 30+ pairs and still counting) while I was brushing my teeth. Ahhh.. I recalled I have not been wearing my 4 inches Nine West patent ruby heels for quite a while. I stopped wearing it as it's one size smaller than my actual shoe size.
Don't get me wrong. I didn't buy it impulsively knowing it does not fit my feet comfortably. It actually fit my feet when I was trying it on in the shop. Perhaps it's the air-conditioning that made my feet shrunk a size smaller. I didn't want to abandon my Nine West and thought that it will fit my feet now as i have lost some weight. It still wasn't comfortable. I made excuse that i have not been wearing it for a while and it need some time to break-in. And I walk...with bearable pain out the front door. Yes, I do have a second thought but i ignore it out of vanity. And, I regretted... Force a smile and try to walk as lightly as i'm walking on clouds and curse the hell whole day only me, myself and i would hear.
Yes, I can be that vain. I was at Times Bookstore a couple of weeks ago. Attracted by a book cover that's so nice - partially covered with velvet material cut in the form of flower motif in red and with the word ADORED with a striking font. When I read the title of the book - How To Be Adored - A Girl's Guide To Hollywood Glamour by Caroline Cox - i was thinking whoever buy this book must be vain. Hehe!
However, i can't resist the temptation to check out how the content is being presented and i flipped the page. The contents are actually interesting and related to our (girls and women) day to day affair. It teaches us from how to stand, walk and talk, table manners to seducing a man (in a tasteful way), just to list a few. In short, it gave us an insight on how to be a lady. Not that I'm not a lady most of the time, but i hope to improvise. Of course, I will filter the glamorous part as i feel that it's too much for a ordinary girl like me. I always adore famous figure who possess natural lady like trait such as Princess Diana and Audrey Hepburn. I wonder how does it feel to be them. I don't mind trade places with them even for a day to experience their life. Both of them are indeed featured in this book. I almost bought the book (to learn a thing or two about being a lady), but then again i managed to convince myself put it down. It's too expensive for me at that time and i hope someone will buy it for me as a Christmas gift. Never happen.
Recently, I thought of that book again. I might go to the bookstore again to make a purchase although it's still quite expensive.... This is how vain i am. I don't care what you think, i think i'm getting it soon. Till then. Bleh!
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Buldge In The Mid Section
Yesterday was one of my best-childhood friend, Jun's birthday. Jun is currently residing in Singapore. I was on the phone with her to wish her happy birthday and to do some catching up. She told me that she's sick. I was like, why are you sick on your birthday?? Then she told me that it has been 3 months and it's normal for a preggie to be sick all the time. I was like, OMG! You are pregnant! The first one of us (4 best childhood friends) to be pregnant. Awww.. we are going to have little Jun. And, I started to ask stupid questions not that I've not already know the answer to it.
Me: Why are you having baby now since you've just got married a year ago?
Jun: I'm 29 already! I'm gonna have babies before I'm too old.
Me: It's gonna be a girl or a boy?
Jun: I'm only pregnant for 3 months. It's still a foetus. Too early to tell!
Me: Are you going to deliver your baby here or Sg?
Jun: Of course in Sg. My baby is going to be a Singaporean.
Me: When are you due?
Jun: 7 months from now which is in early Aug.
Me: Why not in July? Nearer to our birthday (Tanny, Esther and my birthday is in July)
Jun: ....
Ahhh I'm so so happy! So happy that I immediately call Esther to break the good news. But, as usual....she did not pick up my call. I text her - Urgent! Call me back. - I guess that will do the trick. True enough, she returned my call. Haha! Esther was so excited when she got the news and told me that she thought she was pregnant a week ago when her menstruation is late. She also told me that she wants to get pregnant this year.
When I heard that Jun is pregnant and will have a baby soon in this year, I had a spilt second tug in my heart. Well, not that I'm not happy for her. In fact, I'm envious of her. Both of us is the same age, 29 this year and yet I'm still alone and nothing near to have a buldge (not fats) in the mid section any soon. Jun is right about we are not young anymore and it's the right time to have baby. I wish I can have baby before my body shift into a condition that doesn't allow me to... and, I have yet to meet the one that will be the father of my child.
Anyway, let's life reins!
On a seperate note, something unbelieveable (at least not in our country) happened. Yes, I'm referring to the arson attacks to three churches in PJ due to the usage / intrepretation of the word Allah. Are we going to be like Indonesia? What happen to our country? What happen to the things that our forefather faught for all these years? I can't believe that this is happening... what are these people trying to prove? I'm speechless. This song by Lily Allen express exactly what I feel ..
Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
Then look a bit harder
'Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired
Of all the hatred you harbor
So you say it's not okay to be gay
Well, I think you're just evil
You're just some racist who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is medieval
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Do you get, do you get a little kick
Out of being small minded?
You want to be like your father
It's approval you're after
Well, that's not how you find it
Do you, do you really enjoy
Living a life that's so hateful?
'Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
You're losing control a bit
And it's really distasteful
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you
You say you think we need to go to war
Well, you're already in one
'Cause it's people like you that need to get slew
No one wants your opinion
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Maybe we should blast this song all over the place to give them a piece of our mind. Of course, we have to do it in a tasteful way. Well, my last word? Fuck you very very much!!
Me: Why are you having baby now since you've just got married a year ago?
Jun: I'm 29 already! I'm gonna have babies before I'm too old.
Me: It's gonna be a girl or a boy?
Jun: I'm only pregnant for 3 months. It's still a foetus. Too early to tell!
Me: Are you going to deliver your baby here or Sg?
Jun: Of course in Sg. My baby is going to be a Singaporean.
Me: When are you due?
Jun: 7 months from now which is in early Aug.
Me: Why not in July? Nearer to our birthday (Tanny, Esther and my birthday is in July)
Jun: ....
Ahhh I'm so so happy! So happy that I immediately call Esther to break the good news. But, as usual....she did not pick up my call. I text her - Urgent! Call me back. - I guess that will do the trick. True enough, she returned my call. Haha! Esther was so excited when she got the news and told me that she thought she was pregnant a week ago when her menstruation is late. She also told me that she wants to get pregnant this year.
When I heard that Jun is pregnant and will have a baby soon in this year, I had a spilt second tug in my heart. Well, not that I'm not happy for her. In fact, I'm envious of her. Both of us is the same age, 29 this year and yet I'm still alone and nothing near to have a buldge (not fats) in the mid section any soon. Jun is right about we are not young anymore and it's the right time to have baby. I wish I can have baby before my body shift into a condition that doesn't allow me to... and, I have yet to meet the one that will be the father of my child.
Anyway, let's life reins!
On a seperate note, something unbelieveable (at least not in our country) happened. Yes, I'm referring to the arson attacks to three churches in PJ due to the usage / intrepretation of the word Allah. Are we going to be like Indonesia? What happen to our country? What happen to the things that our forefather faught for all these years? I can't believe that this is happening... what are these people trying to prove? I'm speechless. This song by Lily Allen express exactly what I feel ..
Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
Then look a bit harder
'Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired
Of all the hatred you harbor
So you say it's not okay to be gay
Well, I think you're just evil
You're just some racist who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is medieval
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Do you get, do you get a little kick
Out of being small minded?
You want to be like your father
It's approval you're after
Well, that's not how you find it
Do you, do you really enjoy
Living a life that's so hateful?
'Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
You're losing control a bit
And it's really distasteful
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you
You say you think we need to go to war
Well, you're already in one
'Cause it's people like you that need to get slew
No one wants your opinion
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Maybe we should blast this song all over the place to give them a piece of our mind. Of course, we have to do it in a tasteful way. Well, my last word? Fuck you very very much!!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Smile! It's Life Afterall...
This is the third working day of the new year and I'm already running out of breath. My fingers are always tapping in high speed on my computer keyboard. My office phone keep ringing non-stop. I'm dead tired every night when I left the office late. There's a lot of activities going on for the past three days and I begin to wish for more hours in a day. So much so that I've actually ignore my upset feeling due to some sudden announcement by my boss.
Early in the morning I've gotten shit face to face from my client. However, I'm proud of myself that I managed to smile through it. Yes, it takes a million of my cheek and lip muscles to form a upside down semi-circle in that situation. That much of effort! I hope no wrinkles will appear on my face, else I'm going to sue my company for making me do this!
In the afternoon, I have to attend a long meeting till late evening. I was surprised that my boss actually complimented on my performance despite all the shitty things and difficult dealing (internal and external) that I've to face. No, I'm not doing it because appraisal is near. Definitely not! I'm too tired to bother about my appraisal. Come what may...judge as you like, I don't give a damn.
On the personal level, there are still something that's bothering me. I'm struggling a bit. I'm trying to make peace with me... I have to keep reminding me about it. It has to go...
I begin to feel that my new year resolution is afterall not toss under the bed. Yet, there are still a lot to achieve.
As of now, I'd like to die peacefully in my bed for the rest of the 6 hours before Life takes over me again.
Early in the morning I've gotten shit face to face from my client. However, I'm proud of myself that I managed to smile through it. Yes, it takes a million of my cheek and lip muscles to form a upside down semi-circle in that situation. That much of effort! I hope no wrinkles will appear on my face, else I'm going to sue my company for making me do this!
In the afternoon, I have to attend a long meeting till late evening. I was surprised that my boss actually complimented on my performance despite all the shitty things and difficult dealing (internal and external) that I've to face. No, I'm not doing it because appraisal is near. Definitely not! I'm too tired to bother about my appraisal. Come what may...judge as you like, I don't give a damn.
On the personal level, there are still something that's bothering me. I'm struggling a bit. I'm trying to make peace with me... I have to keep reminding me about it. It has to go...
I begin to feel that my new year resolution is afterall not toss under the bed. Yet, there are still a lot to achieve.
As of now, I'd like to die peacefully in my bed for the rest of the 6 hours before Life takes over me again.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
A New Beginning All Over Again
Gosh! I have been abandoning my blog for quite some time now. I can see that my blog is full of mould. Well, since it's a brand new year now I thought it would be good to jumpstart my blog again. ^^
It has been quite a year of 2009. Definitely not a year that I dance through gracefully. I hurdled through. However, it's not only consist of unpleasant events, but there were some good moments too. I'm lucky to be choosen to experience London and Paris. Two city in the world that I wanted to step my foot on so very much. Had great fun at clubs! And, I'm glad that I have a couple of good friends that help me through the rough year. Thanks gals! You know who you are! *Wink*
For year 2010, what are my resolution? To me resolutions are something that we made on the first day of the new year and toss it under the bed even before the end of the new year week. But this year, I would like to try my best to adhere to it...
1) To learn how to swim (i have been making this as my new year resolution for the past few years...hehe) and diving if I save enough
2) Smile more
3) Stay possitive
4) Sleep early on weekday
5) Save more money
6) Less Starbuck!
7) Holiday in Melbourne
8) Holiday in Taiwan
9) More entry in my blog
10) Pick up French again
That's what I can think of for now. I hope year 2010 is great year for everyone, especially for me! ^^
Happy New Year 2010! Cheers!
It has been quite a year of 2009. Definitely not a year that I dance through gracefully. I hurdled through. However, it's not only consist of unpleasant events, but there were some good moments too. I'm lucky to be choosen to experience London and Paris. Two city in the world that I wanted to step my foot on so very much. Had great fun at clubs! And, I'm glad that I have a couple of good friends that help me through the rough year. Thanks gals! You know who you are! *Wink*
For year 2010, what are my resolution? To me resolutions are something that we made on the first day of the new year and toss it under the bed even before the end of the new year week. But this year, I would like to try my best to adhere to it...
1) To learn how to swim (i have been making this as my new year resolution for the past few years...hehe) and diving if I save enough
2) Smile more
3) Stay possitive
4) Sleep early on weekday
5) Save more money
6) Less Starbuck!
7) Holiday in Melbourne
8) Holiday in Taiwan
9) More entry in my blog
10) Pick up French again
That's what I can think of for now. I hope year 2010 is great year for everyone, especially for me! ^^
Happy New Year 2010! Cheers!
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